The Wishes Fly

April 1, 2010
Climb the emerald villages,
stroll through feilds of gold,
tell the world so many tales,
so long left untold.

joy! the sun will rise again.
flee! now clouds so grey.
find so few the friends of old,
and live together, so stay.

click,click, the clock, it ticks,
the time is passing by.
oh! the good will i wish to you,
i bid you now, fly!





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